[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

Everyone knows that there are infinite parallel universes in this world, even if you stay in bed for 5 minutes in the morning, it is possible to extend a completely different future.

For a certain Blue Jay, he founded the Titans after falling out with Batman.

In another case, Dick flapped his wings as a Robin bird and formed Young Justice with the rest of the superhero sidekicks.

Young Justice.

Just by hearing the name, you can tell that it is a "Little Assistant Summer Camp".

Damian put down the binoculars in his hand, and a Robin motorcycle was parked behind him.

Originally, he was driving Naqi for a ride.

Damn Batman won't let him drive the Batmobile. The Batmobile is too wide. He can't step on the accelerator after stepping on it. He can only ride this toy car in a broken pot.

Naqi was sitting on his back seat, squinting his eyes and feeling the night wind of Gotham comfortably.

After a skid and rollover for no apparent reason, Natch was the first to realize something was wrong.

"Meow." This is not our world.

"Yes, it's absolutely not." Damian played with the telescope in his hand.

In the direction of New York, you can't see the tallest Titan Tower, and Stark Tower, which competes with the Titan Tower for the highest position.

as well as……

Look what he saw?

A robin bird!

Looking at that hairstyle, it seems to be a first-timer.

This is the era of "dynamic duo".

But what about Wonder Boy's green scale shorts?

This Robin Dick's dress is closer to Damian's, with a jet black cloak with a yellow lining, a red waistcoat and plain black trousers, a yellow belt and a golden R logo.

However, Dick's black tights under his vest are actually short-sleeved, and his gloves and boots are black, unlike Damian who has to inherit the "tradition" and wear green gloves and boots evolved from green elf boots.

Damian picked up Natch and began to sneak up on the Robin Dick.

"Meow?" Naqi uttered a suspicious cry.

As a creature of another dimension, Naqi has a stronger sense of belonging to space, and it doesn't get Damian's curiosity at all. Finding the way back is the business, isn't it?

"Shh."

Damian just keeps it quiet.

Tracking down Robin Dick is easy, that iconic laugh is so recognizable.

"It is said that he can laugh longer than the clown." Damian couldn't help complaining.

Naqi had long forgotten who the "clown" Damian was talking about.Since I don't remember it, it's definitely not important. For Naqi, how to deal with this bear kid rice in front of him is the important thing.

The little black cat squatted on the back seat with a headache, and it could sit firmly without any fixation.

Gotham is without Batman tonight.

This helped Damian a lot, he was more well-trained than Dick at this age, without the shadow of Batman, he could approach quietly.

Finally fell behind Robin Dick.

"Hey, why do you dress so much like me?" Robin Dick turned around, not surprised.

Obviously easy to see.

Robin Dick had known for a long time that someone was following him, but he was not in a hurry to find out, until Damian took the initiative to "plop" to the ground, without showing any attack intentions, and this Robin Dick also showed a hint of intimacy.

Of course, it was probably just because Damian looked so small.

Robin Dick was about 12 years old and started to shrink in height.

And Damian was only 10 years old, just a birdie.

Perhaps in the eyes of Robin Dick, this is a small fan-the kind that is particularly well-equipped.

There is also a kitten.

"Why do you put a cape on the cat? It doesn't look comfortable at all." Dick spread his hands helplessly.

Naqi, who was licking his paw, raised his head: ...?Who told you I was sick? ? ?

When Robin Dick muttered, his tone was extremely helpless, full of the tone of "Why do you love to die so much?" Damian understood it in seconds.

He also met the kind of kid who followed behind and tried to jump high buildings together.

Generally speaking, berating is the main method of treatment. For those who don't know what to do and don't listen to persuasion, Batman's request is to beat them up until these little devils dare not play "Robin" at night.

Damian was a little annoyed.

"I'm not that kind of brat."

"Okay," Robin Dick smiled, crossed his chest, tilted his head and looked at Damian, and said, "Then who are you? I have to say, your equipment is really good, who gave it to you?"

Just, unbelief written on his face.

The corner of Damian's mouth twitched: "Batman."

He did tell the truth to a certain extent, and he squeezed his fists, moved his neck, and made a "click" sound between his muscles and bones.

"He gave me more."

Facing the fist waving to his face, Robin Dick froze.

That does have a shadow of Batman.

He blocked the first, and immediately there was a second, and a third.

The kind of ferocity engraved in Batman's bones that was given by the League of Assassins, the precise punches every time, the strength that can crush the enemy's bones, and the tireless fighting spirit.

In just two or three strokes, Robin Dick read this.

"What are you, Robin's backup number one?" This Dick pursed his lips, held back for a long time, and still couldn't help making complaints about himself, "Just because I stole an alliance mission? He started looking for a backup right away." Pregnant?!"

"Are you still stealing missions from the Alliance?" Damian was stunned.

Although Damian doesn't like the appearance of the eldest brother in the family very much, he is also familiar with the various stories of the "Energetic Two Heroes" and "Wonder Boy".

In the deep corner of his heart, Damian actually has a certain amount of admiration for his elder brother.

Only a tiny bit of course.

But now, that little adoration was suddenly hit and almost shattered into pieces.

10-year-old Damian has done a lot of bad things, but "to steal a Batman and Justice League mission"?That hadn't been on his to-do list yet.

That "best Robin" actually stole the mission of the alliance? ? ?

This is ten thousand times worse than hacking the bat system!

No wonder my father never said things like "learn from your big brother"!

Damian was stunned.

That sluggish expression was too straightforward.

Dick, who has stolen many times and is very proficient without guilt, suddenly got stuck: "..."

"Who made the alliance's system exactly the same as the Batcave's?" Dick looked at the sky, "It's not my problem that it breaks with just a knock." It's all open, of course he has to go in and take a look...

Oh NO, I seem to have spoiled the children.

"Ahem," he coughed in a low voice, trying to make his image righteous again, and warned Damian seriously: "It's wrong to steal from adults. Brother, I have a special situation, so I can't imitate my brother. "

Damian: "..." I believe you are a big-headed ghost.

I have to admit that the fight between two people of similar height was quite enjoyable. Because of the height, Damian, who had to devote himself to attacking other people's calves all the year round, finally had the opportunity to take a picture of someone's face. Thumped up, and the joy was fully received by Robin Dick's face.

Damian's moves were fast and ruthless, like the League of Assassins, while Dick was like a bird that couldn't be caught, flapping back and forth, kicking from time to time, or simply flipping into the air and jumping over Damian's head.

It's just juggling.

Damian was teased back and forth twice, his fist almost hit the wall in vain, he suddenly became angry, seized the opportunity to grab Dick's cloak, tore off the little Robin bird, and rode on Dick's cloak. Pressing down on his waist, he punched him in the face with his upper hand.

"You don't hit people in the face!"

Dick, who was targeted in the face twice, was also furious, shouting and protesting.

"Fuck off, I haven't learned this before." Damian said more happily.

So Dick became ruthless, and with a sudden force from the waist, Damian was almost completely lifted up, his legs went up, and Damian's neck was strangled at an incredible angle, and then his waist made a thrust like a carp, pulling him away. All the strength in his body pressed down on Damian's upper body.

"Uh!"

Damian couldn't hold back his strength, and was folded down with a muffled grunt.

It's also fortunate that Damian is still young and his waist is considered soft, otherwise the back fold + duck sitting would kill most of the lives of ordinary men.

"You forced me!" The little yellow bird chirped angrily, popped out the arm blade, and stabbed Dick's leg.

In the corner, Naqi yawned lazily, watching the two cubs tearing at each other.

You come and go on both sides, it's so lively.

It wasn't until Damian moved the knife that Naqi made a soft "meow" sound, reminding him not to make too much trouble, and be careful not to be sent to boarding school by Batman when he goes back.

Among other things, there were no cats there for him to lick.

Damian is confused.

Damian faltered.

The sudden meowing penetrated into the dark night of Gotham, and the sudden Dick shivered.Damian, on the other hand, was already used to it, and with his mouth pursed, he took the initiative to jump back and distance himself.

Dick also stood up and asked casually, "What's going on now?"

After the trick, Dick became more vigilant.

Damian realizes this.

If it was really relaxed, Dick's tone would be lighter, instead of the pretense of cheerfulness now, but the tone is a little subtly high.

After a moment's hesitation, Damian took off his mask and threw it to Dick.

Dick:? ? ?

He glanced at the mask and realized something was wrong.

This was a real Robin mask, and only then did he really confirm that the kid with gray-green eyes was not playing any strange jokes, and it was unlikely to be a "backup".

Their masks are specially made to protect their secret identities by delivering electric shocks when opened the wrong way.

Dick was Batman's first assistant, and he designed this "protective mask for Robin" with Batman and Alfred.

He recognized the details.

Batman is in no way telling a "backup" about the mask's organ.

This is a secret that only one of them, the real Robin, or some being closely connected with their lives and destiny can share.

Dick hesitated.

Damian followed suit and stopped.

Oh, and one more problem.

These institutions seem to have improved a lot, and there are some technologies that Dick doesn't understand.

"Who the hell are you?" Dick tossed the mask back to Damian.

"I'm a Robin, the son of Batman." Damian put on his mask and said vaguely, that "son of Batman" sounded closer to the meaning of "successor of Batman".

"From a parallel universe with a certain number. It's a complete mistake to come here. I'm thinking about how to go back."

"Parallel universe. Oh, well, it's not the first time I've encountered it." Dick said he knew this. "I guess you know where the Batcave is?"

"of course."

Damian pushed his own Robin motorcycle and put it together with Dick's, and found that the two are similar, except that Dick's looks shorter, and there are some subtle differences in the use of technology.

Damian's bike is decidedly more aggressive, while Dick's is basically a transport.

"Man, you're too violent," Dick complained.

Damian tweeted back: "Shut up."